Madeline accepts the Robot Job.

"I'll take the Robot job." Madeline said "It doesn't seem too bad. Who and where?"

"The Ummmm client wants to remain anonymous." James said awkwardly

"What?" Madeline said with a huff "how is that going to work?"

"I have arraigned that you can use my office, but the guy wants to wear a mask." James said, shifting uncomfortably.

"Your office? A mask?" Madeline said with a ting of suspicion.

"Yeahhhh."

"Well I guess that isn't too bad. What time tonight?" Madeline said.

"8 o'clock sharp." James said "I will be sure to contact the client."

"Anything else I should know about?" Madeline said, crossing her arms.

"Oh you ummm aren't supposed to talk to the girls about it." He said feebly "Discretion is paramount to this client."

That night Madeline entered James's office, the front bar area was pretty quiet, Francine fixed some drinks and nodded as Madeline entered the office.

There was a man in a dark suit in James' chair, he was wearing a battered and worn ski-mask or some kind of makeshift mask. Floating nearby was a Mr. Handy robot.

Madeline wanted to shake her head at the strange scene, she almost wanted to laugh.

The figure motioned for her to close the door. She did so.

"So...what now?" she said hesitantly

"Didn't you list---weren't you told?" the voice said changing its depth midway as if trying to hide itself. It sounded familiar.

"I was told you wanted me to...ah have sex with this robot." Madeline said eyeing the Mr. Handy "And that you wanted to...watch."

The figure nodded. Then he waved a hand at the robot.

"Ahhhhhh good day madam. How do you do?" The Robot had a crisp English accent, one straight out of old video reels that the vault dwellers would watch as Madeline grew up.

"I...I am good." Madeline said awkwardly.

"Ah Yes, very well." Mr. Handy said "Well I am told that you are in need of some...intimate attention. Don't you worry I have just the thing!" His arms moved about and one hand suddenly formed a metallic rod, it slowly straightened to a rounded tip.

"There is no need to be alarmed Madam." Mr. Handy assured Madeline "I am programmed to service. And my model has a special programming code designed specifically for...female satisfaction. Now, you must first begin by removing your clothes if you please."

Madeline was a bit skittish but she slowly removed her clothing.

"Excellent!" Mr. Handy said with a high pitched metallic vocabulator "Now--take a seat and get comfortable."

The Mr. Handy robot zoomed past her and pushed the chair behind her under her legs prompting her to sit. She looked over at the masked man and he nodded as if in anticipation.

"So what are you exactly going to do to---Ughgh!" Madeline said with her voice quickly cut off.

The Mr. Handy zoomed in front of her and had suddenly moved one of his phallic shaped tools to her womanhood and penetrated it.

"Just relax Madam!" Mr. Handy said "This is Guaranteed to simulate pleasure."

"Ough! Ouch! It hur--" Before Madeline could finished a different phallic arm was in her mouth and the original one had been removed.

"Ah yes!" Mr. Handy said "Lubrication! You will note that your saliva will suffice but I do have a poly-silicone-oil lubricant I can use if you need."

Suddenly a different hand from the robot violated her slit and she felt a sudden gush of something cold and wet inside of her. Just as quickly as it had entered the instrument left and the Mr. Handy inserted his first tool.

Madeline moved her head back and off the protruding member in her mouth and took a deep breath in as she felt the Mr. Handy move inside and out of her with mechanical efficiency.

“Ugh Oh oh! Ooooooooo!” Madeline moaned loudly as the piston driven tool stimulated her lubricated pussy.

She closed her eyes as she felt the robot penetrate her over and over. Madeline bit her lip as she felt the cold metallic grip on one of her breasts, then the other. The Mr. Handy had changed the rhythm of the thrusts inside Madeline to short but sudden movements.

“UuuuuuuuGHHHHHH!” Madeline quivered from pleasure as she climaxed.

She shook and her cheeks flushed as she moaned. The Mr. Handy sped up his machine rhythm

“There there!” He said as his lubricated tool thrust and thrust “That seems to be the spot.”

“Fuuuuuuck!!!!!!!!!” Madeline let out a moan as she neared yet another climax, rarely had she had a climax back to back but she did if the man was good.

In and out the Mr. Handy went, his programming was good.

“Oh Goddddddddddddddd MMhmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” she howled as she climaxed again.

She looked over and saw the masked man, his hand under the desk, it moved rapidly. She knew what he was doing but she chose to instead enjoy the sensational if bizarre copulation.

She arched her back as she felt the Mr. Handy pull out of her completely then ram himself back inside her deeper than ever. A metal hand ever so slightly clamped her hard nipple, one then the other with artificial precision.

Madeline began to writhe in pleasure as the Mr. Handy thrust his tool again and again, jarring her. Again she flushed with pleasure when another appendage moved to microscopically stimulate her clit. Only a machine could accurately flick and kneed the click as Madeline thrashed with pleasure.

Madeline was far too wrapt with her own pleasure to even consider what the masked man was doing. She thought she heard him moan, but she didn’t care. She lay there in ecstasy, her hands extended clutching the metal arms that pleased her.

Another climax left her reeling with pleasure but panting now too.

“Oh Ooooooooooooo make it sto-” Madeline was cut off as the robot increased the rhythm with such vigor that she was at a loss for words. The ecstasy overwhelmed her as tears formed in her eyes from her pleasurable convulsions.

“Enough!” the masked man said.

Madeline had almost forgot about the client and shuddered as the Mr. Handy withdrew all its appendages from her body. She looked over at the masked man as she breathed in and out to recover.

The man pulled out a draw from behind the desk and dropped a bag of what must have been caps from the metallic clank they made on the desktop.

After Madeline composed herself and pulled on her clothes she swooped up the bag.

“Thanks James.” Madeline said with a coy smile.

“You are welcome wai-” he cut off abruptly. “I--I’m not Jam-”

“Its okay James--your secret is safe with me.” Madeline said with a grin.

Before she left the dirty office she turned at looked back at the Mr. Handy and then at James.

“Next time I might have to pay you.” Madeline shuttered as she hobbled over outside the office and closed the door.